*After classes the next day - in the gym*
“Oya! (Y/N)-Chan! Watch me! Watch me serve!” I rolled my eyes as Oikawa threw the ball into the air, turning my attention to the other players. Watari was doing some stretches with Iwaizumi and some other boy; Yahaba, if I remembered right. I didn't even flinch at the loud bang Oikawa’s serve made as it struck the polished floor. “You weren't watching me! You missed it!” Ignoring him was a true talent of mine. With a bored yawn, I strolled over to the stretching boys, looking down at them.
“Can I go home now? He's obviously not showing up.” Iwa just glanced up at me and shook his head, reaching out to touch his toes. His arms rippled with toned muscle, and I couldn't help but bite my tongue as I admired his form. As much as I hated to admit it, the pineapple head had the sexiest arms I had ever seen.
“He'll show up, (Y/N)-Chan...just you wait…” His voice strained a little and I groaned, slouching as I turned to sit back at the bench.
“I have a life, you know…” I muttered under my breath, leaning my head against the wall.
“Whatcha got in the bag, Trainer-Chan?~” One day I will have the pleasure of shutting that cocky setter up…
“Stuff.”
“What sort of stuff?”
“Stuff stuff.” I opened my eyes and glared at him. He was way too close for comfort and I swung out my leg, only to be dodged by the smiling captain.
“Got any dog treats? He'd probably enjoy those!” He was completely unphased by my attempt at kicking him.
“No, but I have newspaper and a spritzer.” My reply made him raise a brow.
“Wait, seriously?”
“Wouldn't you like to know, Assikawa?”
“Stop acting like Iwa-chan!” We both jumped as the doors of the gym flew open. Nobody else seemed to even look up from their tasks as a boy walked in. He was hunched, as though he was stalking prey, and his hair was something else entirely. Blond with two black stripes horizontal around his skull. Iwaizumi approached the boy and we just watched. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but Iwa pointed in my direction, making me just a tad nervous. The blond turned and pierced me with such an intense look of hatred; the bags under his eyes didn't help much with my nerves.
“Don't be scared of Mad Dog...he wouldn't bite a girl...I think…” Oikawa’s words were lacking assurance, but I shook off my jitters, standing up and reaching into my bag.
“I'm not scared. He just looks like your typical everyday delinquent.” I muttered, pulling something out to quickly hide behind my back. I turned in time to see them approaching, and forced myself not to roll my eyes as Oikawa pranced over.
“Mad Dog-Chan! I brought you a friend!” He chirped, friendly face but still keeping his distance, which was odd for such a touchy person like him. They stopped in front of me and I gave him a smile, holding my hand out.
“Nice to meet you, Kyōtani-Kun. I'm (Full name). It's nice to meet you.” My greeting was sweet, but he just stared at my hand before looking at my face. Scowling at my face, actually.
“Mmh.” He grunted. One thing about me: I did not like being fobbed off like that.
“Are you gonna shake my hand or keep being rude, Kyōtani-Kun? I have nowhere to be so I can stay like this all day until you do.” Both Iwa and Oikawa looked taken aback, but Kyōtani just hardened his glare, not moving. I pushed my hand forward a little, locking my eyes to his as I waited. Nothing. That's it; I've never had patience with people, anyway. I pulled my other hand out from behind my back, along with the newspaper in my grip, and WHAP. I brought it down straight on his nose. It took every shred of my power not to burst out laughing when I saw their faces. Oikawa’s shoulders were shaking with his concealed laughter, Iwaizumi was pale and shocked, and Kyōtani looked startled for all but a second before giving me an angry glare; angrier than before, anyway. I jutted my other hand out so it almost touched his chest and narrowed my eyes.
“I said shake, Kyōtani-Kun.” Slowly, as though he expected my hand to be coated in poison, the boy reached out and shook my hand, quickly retracting after one brisk movement. I smiled. “Good boy!” My pitch raised a little, and Oikawa started to back away, holding his finger up.
“Don't go away...I..I'll be right b..back…” He was snorting as he spoke, and it was easy to tell he was going to run off and explode with laughter outside the gym. Iwaizumi coughed, as if composing himself.
“So, (Y/N)-Chan here will be working with you during regular practice. You better be nice to her because coach invited her himself.” He said sternly. The blond looked between me and Iwa, breathing through his nose.
“Why?” His voice was gruff, and it was less than polite.
“Because I said so. If you don't start getting your shit together you'll be off the team, and none of us want that. Now, warm up and we can do a practice match.” Iwa crossed his arms and motioned to the court, following the second year with his eyes as he trudged off.
“‘Kay.” I exhaled as I watched him leave, thinking as I gently tapped the side of my face with the newspaper.
“I stand corrected...He's a brat.” I said quietly.
“That's a nice way to put it...but seriously? A newspaper?” He chuckled, and was quickly joined by Oikawa who came back through the doors, wiping tears from his flushed face.
“I thought you were joking, (Y/N)-Chan...I wasn't prepared for that at all!” He giggled, fanning himself with his slender hand. I watched on as Kyōtani stretched on the court. He didn't seem impressed, but I couldn't blame him, considering I just hit him in the nose with the daily times.
“At least he didn't bite you…” Iwa murmured, and I shot him a startled look.
“Wait, what? Has he actually bitten someone?!” I spoke in a loud whisper, just in case my trainee could hear.
“Yeah, Pretty sure Yahaba had to get a tetanus shot for that!” Oikawa snickered. “He didn't set to him once during a practice and my little Mad Dog must have been having a ruff day!” Irk lines appeared as Iwa and I just glared at the famed setter, who was too busy laughing at his own joke.
“He really can't be that bad, surely…” I muttered to myself as I studied the boy. Despite my words, I wasn't quite sure that was the case.
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